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[lennondrop]

I hate everyone. Blah blah blah.

I want to make love to every person I know currently.
I am unhappy about the current state of my bedroom. There's still a mother fucking turn signal sitting on my storage shelves.
I hate when people leave their mess, stuff, shit in my room.
If you move my stuff, fucker, I'll kill you.
I want to drop out of college.
College is super faggy.
My guts are falling out of me.
I haven't updated my ipod for a very long time; there's a lot of music I've come into possession of since then.
I really want to sleep in my bed but some poop-head moved all of my clothes (VERY CARELESSLY!) from my desk chair to my bed.
I'll just fucking sleep onto of it.
I don't like people.
If anyone else tells me that my hair cut makes me look younger I will take the time to find a way to send fecal matter through the postal system.
I am happy Matty Fatty Plats is gone. I won't get tag team hit on anymore.
I hate fat people.
I fucking love Steve.

Anyone that wants to buy a gigantic record collection should drop me a line. I don't want this shit.